That's what I was going to write.
But while I was writing, The Hubby said, "Oh, I went out to the garden tonight and the javelina have been in it again." What? no! It was doing so well, and I had great hopes that it would recover! I couldn't wait until morning. We grabbed flashlights and tromped out in the dark of night to survey the damage.
I know it's tacky and cheesy to love my garden so much, but I do. And I wanted to cry when I saw it. Destroyed. I question a recovery this time. Zucchini is completely trampled, as well as the big pumpkin, and the mini pumpkin plant that was threatening to take over my entire garden (as big as it was getting), is gone completely. Gone. Only a few stem nubs are left that, I suppose, were too close to the ground for them to reach. So. sad.
So tonight, humor me as I post lovely "before" pictures of my garden in memorial. Tomorrow, I'm going to take a note from my zucchini: square my shoulders, fix the fence, and go see what deterrents I can get at the store. Maybe there is hope yet for produce this summer. Maybe there's still some time to put out some flowers.
funny thing about this mini pumpkin plant: we thought it was a cucumber. At least, it was planted in the row with the cucumber. Then one day I realized that it was not a cucumber plant. It looked totally different from the other plants in the row. It put out all these long flowers, but the rest of the cucumber flowers were small petaled. Then this is what started growing there:
see the cute baby pumpkin? It was love at first sight for me. The plant put out so many flowers that I was already dreaming of the pumpkin pie, pumpkin bread, pumpkin stew, pumpkin pancakes, carved pumpkin, pumpkin, pumpkin, pumpkin!
one of Dev's favorite chores is to gather the "done peas." (Most of them don't make it back to the house, but that's ok.)